hopeless

hurt

hopelessly lost in tears
i cry
feeling the overwhelming fear
and dread
drowning in my own tears
i cling to whats left of my life
feeling the hatred and pain
swell like a balloon
i am about to burst
why did it have to end with goodbye
feeling the loss
i lose myself
my mind crumbling into dust
slowly my body wasting away
this is my end.
this is my last day.

Reviews

[Steve Ryman]

God...I love this so much!!! I get images of dusty dsert roads with umble weeds rolling around with dead skeletons at the sie of the road.

[Drew]

I have been there and this really capitalizes on all those feelings that either make a person or brake a person,I do hope its not truly one of your last days because we always make it out of hard situations on the other side even stronger than before we went in.

[Strake]

Wow, very nicely written! I'd definitely like to read more poems like this.

[Eagle Cruagh]

I dont believe it is your last day,
but this little poem is very well
written.

I wish to see a lot more.
----- Eagle Cruagh